 | 1800 - 322 str.
...troubles e'er annoy! Sure these denote one universal joy ! Are these thy serious thoughts? — Ah, turn thine eyes Where the poor houseless, shivering...female lies. She once, perhaps, in village plenty blest, Has wept at tales of innocence distrest; Her modest looks the cottage might adorn, Sweet as... | |
 | Oliver Goldsmith - 1806 - 248 str.
...shiv'ring female lies. She once, perhaps, in village-plenty blest, Has wept at tales of innocence distrest; Her modest looks the cottage might adorn, Sweet as...the thorn, Now lost to all ; her friends, her virtue tied, Near her betrayer's door she lays her head, And, pinch'd with cold, and shrinking from the shower,... | |
 | 1806 - 330 str.
...troubles e'er annoy ! Sure these denote one universal joy! Are these thy serious thoughts? — Ah, turn thine eyes Where the poor, houseless, shivering...female lies. She once, perhaps, in village plenty blest, Has wept at tales of innocence distrest ; Her modest looks the cottage might adorn, Sweet as... | |
 | English poetry - 1809 - 308 str.
...shiv'ring female lies. She once, perhaps, in village plenty blest, Has wept at tales of innocence distrest; Her modest looks the cottage might adorn, Sweet as the primrose peeps beneath the thorn: Now.lost to all; her friends, her virtue fled, Near her betrayer's door she lays her head, And, pinch'd... | |
 | Oliver Goldsmith - 1809 - 322 str.
...female lies. • She once, perhaps, in village plenty blest, Has wept at tales of innocence distrest ; Her modest looks the cottage might adorn, Sweet as the primrose peeps beneath the thorp, Ntiw lost to all ; her friends ; her virtue fled, Near her betrayer's door she lays her head,... | |
 | Oliver Goldsmith - 1810 - 436 str.
...female lies. She once, perhaps, in village-plenty blest, Has wept at tales of innocence distrest ; Her modest looks the cottage might adorn, Sweet as...beneath the thorn. Now lost to all, her friends, her virtne fled, Near her betrayer's door she lays her head, And, pinch'd with cold, and shrinking from... | |
 | Oliver Goldsmith - 1813 - 124 str.
...female liei. She once, perhaps, in village plenty blest, Has wept at tales of innocence distrest ; Her modest looks the cottage might adorn, Sweet as the primrose peeps beneath tue thorn, Now lost to all ; her friends, her virtue fled, Near her betrayer's door she layi her head,... | |
 | 1814 - 310 str.
...1 Sure, these denote one universal joy ! Are these thy serious thoughts ? — Ah ! turn thine eves Where the poor houseless shivering female lies. She once, perhaps, in village plenty blest, Has wept at tales of innocence distress'd ; Her modest looks the cottage might adorn, Sweet... | |
 | Mrs. Barbauld (Anna Letitia) - 1816 - 414 str.
...ev« . Where the poor houseless shiv'ring female lies : She once, perhaps, in Tillage plenty blest, Has wept at tales of innocence distress'd; Her modest...adorn, Sweet as the primrose peeps beneath the thorn; Kow lost to all ; her friends, her virtue Bed, Near her betrayer's door she lays her head ; And, pinch'd... | |
 | Oliver Goldsmith - 1818 - 274 str.
...these no troubles e'er annoySure these denote one universal joyt Are these thy serious thoughts?—Ah, turn thine eyes Where the poor houseless shivering female lies: She once, perhaps, in village plenty blest, Has wept at tales of innocence distrest; Her modest looks the cottage might adorn. Sweet as... | |
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The rattling chariots clash, the torches glare. Sure scenes like these no troubles e'er annoy ! Sure these denote one universal joy ! Are these thy serious thoughts ? — Ah, turn thine eyes Where the poor houseless shivering female lies. 
